the next great escape
I was lost in the city
maybe for the last time
having arrived weeks earlier
held captive in a rail car
how I managed to free myself
remains a mystery even to me
this place is different
with its extensive tunnel system
all leading to the bay
where the sun sets but never rises
and the moon is always near
although wary of friendlies
I find comfort with most strangers
especially those with sandwiches
in their pockets
and forgiveness in their eyes
july two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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Good stuff. Especially “sandwiches in their pockets.” Travel always forces my pen to paper. San Fran?
Thanks, Jonathon. It could be just about anywhere but I certainly do enjoy visiting San Francisco!